From now on, he'll never dream of him and Little Ai calling him daddy.
Beside him, Xiao Qian'ai, who was playing with An Ziqi, saw her mommy being taken away by daddy.
She pouted her little butt, got up, and wobbly kicked towards Xiao Moli.
When she couldn't kick him away, she just pounced over and hugged An Ziqi's leg.
"Mama, hold me."
An Ziqi smiled and patted her arm, "Alright, let go for now."
However, Xiao Moli held her even tighter, buried his head in her neck, and said in a muffled voice.
"Xiao Chen said, that woman took my hair to extract DNA. I didn't have any relationship with her."
An Ziqi's hand clutched his coat tighter.
Even though she was willing to believe Xiao Moli, to believe he was set up, and to believe that the child in Lin Qiaoqiao's belly had nothing to do with him.
There was still no evidence proving that Xiao Moli hadn't had anything to do with her before.
